She was older than I was and there I sat without pants on her bed my erection twitching at her. I was terrified but still hard. She reached out and gr...bbed it. She began to stroke my cock asking me if that was better.I just nodded and reached out to touch her. She said no and ordered me to take my shirt off. When I complied she ordered me up on the bed and on my knees. I could only mutter "sure." She caressed my ass and balls then stroked my cock. As she stroked me she licked my balls. I let. Mom said not to worry about it, that she would look into it.A week later my mom asked me to see if I could find out about my dad's financial status.One of the things my dad was grooming me for, was computer information and investigations. You know, hacking into computer systems to see if there was fraud or funny things going on. I seemed to have a real knack for digging into computer systems, and memory storage areas; as well as digging through programs, and finding things on the internet.. ’ Shit, busted . ‘Look Mom, I … ‘ ‘Madison, calm down — I’m not going to judge you and I’m not mad. Do you remember Ennio’s Restaurant?’ ‘The Italian place? Yeah, I think so, why?’ ‘Be there at 9 dear, and wear something a bit naughty. Not trashy or slutty, but something that will attract attention. Love you, got to run, bye!’ I was most definitely freaked out. My Mom, setting me up with a client? Okay, well business was business and it’d been a slow week and I was horny. I had the right outfit. He must be getting more comfortable with this. We repeated this with my left foot.“Now the pants.”“Um, okay.” he said. Then he moved closer. His hands were fumbling with my belt this time as his clumsiness returned. I had to help him. I suppose it makes sense; I mean this is my pants he was getting ready to pull down. After undoing the zipper he struggled a bit to pull the top of my pants over my hips. I can’t blame him for that: my pants were pretty tight. Once past my hips the rest of the way.